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Trampling Phone Sex with Frankie

::rubs hands together:: I think it’s due time for some trampling phone sex. I’ve had callers that crave that shit, they just didn’t have the vocabulary to know exactly what to call it. Well, as your Southern Goddess of Freaky Deaky, lay down on my rug, I’ll hike up my teacher skirt, buckle on these stiletto Pleasers, grab a ruler, and teach ya! You know you want a woman who knows what she wants! It turns you on so much, you can’t help but be completely submissive to her every whim! And what I want is for you to take off all your clothes and lay down on your tummy like a good boy so I can pin you down with these heels of mine and you can TRY to turn your head to catch a glimpse of my long, sleek legs towering over you…and where they lead.

But just know, if you try to look, my ruler is gonna come cracking down on that ass of yours! Maybe if I spank you hard enough, you’ll have the numbers welted into your flesh and I can use your ass to measure the apple you brought to my class! IF I find it satisfactory, maybe I’ll go easy on you…roll you over and have you unbuckle my shoes and pull them off my feet, like Cinderella in reverse, and grant you permission to suck on my toes. I take good care of my beautiful feet! They stay soft, callous-free, and practically shine with whatever nail polish I’ve chosen for the occasion. For this one, blood red. To match the welts on your ass!

You trace the womanly arch of my feet with your tongue and then know playtime is over when my foot suddenly forces your head to the ground, smashing your mouth closed. I’ll adjust my foot JUST ENOUGH to let you inhale from your nose. Don’t worry sweetheart. I prefer my human carpets alive. 😉 As our trampling phone sex call continues, I instruct you to CRAWL towards me. Humiliation looks SO good on you! And right as you stretch out to grab hold of my slender ankles, I jump out of your reach and land on your back. You feel your spine crack all the way down and it’s euphoric! You wait for me to get off you so you can spin over and gaze up my skirt, but tsk tsk. Silly boy. This ain’t your game. It’s MINE.

I pull a remote control out of my purse and turn on the classroom TV and proceed to just stand there, watching my favorite show. You can’t see it, but you can feel your heart beating and hear your breath in your own head as your body is pinned to my carpet. Every time I laugh at the show, it vibrates through your back and you feel yourself get harder and harder, your dick squooshed to the floor and painfully trying to spring into full stance. Occasionally, I use one of my feet to play with your face. I run my big toe behind your ear, down your cheek, and stick it in your mouth. And what do you say? “THANK YOU!” like a good boy! When my show is over, I hop off of you and give you permission to put my heels back on. As you do, you finally see up my skirt and realize I’m not wearing any panties. I wink at you! And then…I dismiss you. Class over.

That’s just a taste of what our trampling phone sex could look like. If you insist on some input, you can email me first (FrankieGetsThePartyStarted@gmail.com) and I’ll craft the scene around your wishes. But THEN, the reins are MINE! And boy are you gonna love the rodeo I have in store for you! Or just call me at 1 888 8 FREAKY and ask to talk to Frankie!

Bondage Phone Sex with Piper

Bondage phone sex? Yes! I love anything to do with BDSM. Please, tie me up and do very, very dirty things to me. I know that I’m a bratty princess, but there are two reasons for this. The first is, most men like to be controlled and bossed around and I’m happy to oblige. The second is, I need a REAL man to dominate me. A man who will work for it and put me in my place. I’m a brat because I can get away with it. But, if you tie me down and use me, control me, dominate me, then maybe I’ll learn my place.

It can be something as simple as handcuffs on the bed; either just my hands or my hands and feet bound up. Or, it can be something a lot more intricate like shibari (or Japanese silk rope bondage). I’ve even heard of hair bondage before and let me tell you, pulling and tugging on my hair is a great start to making me submit. Shibari incorporates pressure points with bondage. I especially like putting knots in the rope and placing those knots in very specific places like on my clit. Or, you can tie my hands behind my back and lead me around on a leash. Bondage can be used in tandem with so many delicious things!

So, if you want me to be your submissive, obedient slut then you’ll have to tie me up first. But, that’s just the first thing you’ll have to do. If you want to try to get me to submit, give me a call. If you’re man enough for some bondage phone sex then let’s see. Show me what you’ve got. Tie me up and make me beg for you or for your cock. Come on, try. I dare you. Call me at 1 888 8 FREAKY. Kisses for now…your dirty princess, Piper.

Religious Blasphemy Phone Sex with Frankie

If you’re looking for religious blasphemy phone sex, then who could better deliver than a Southern Baptist preacher’s daughter!? God, I am SO over it! (And I can just hear my the preacher now—“You just took the Lord’s name in vain! Go wash out your mouth with soap for 5 minutes lady!” I can STILL taste the soap from YEARS of doing that!) I grew up going to church for TWO services on Sundays, as if one wasn’t enough! AND Wednesday night dinners with nasty casseroles from lots of old ladies, plus all the old men constantly hitting on me. Running their hands through my hair, demanding I give them hugs that were WAY too long. You wanna know what? THE CHURCH CAN SUCK MY COCK!

And they can do that while I’M sucking YOURS! I remember one time when I snuck out and took the preachers keys to the church (he called them his “keys to the kingdom” –gag–) and had sex with my boyfriend at 3AM on a Sunday right on stage, on my back, my arms stretched behind me gripping the pulpit! HA! Then had to be back there only hours later in my “cute” dress, a smile plastered across my face. But during his preachin, the preacher stood right where my boyfriend shot his load all over the carpeted stage!!! And THAT brought a REAL smile across my face! Ahh, memories. I’d love to role-play and relive that with someone!

I ain’t worried about going to hell because of all my past fun OR my future religious blasphemy phone sex. Afterall, Rahab was a prostitute and God CHOSE HER! I bet the Bible left out the parts where women were chosen to do A LOT MORE than spread the gospel—more like spreading their legs for the disciples! OOOoooOOH, MATTHEW, MARK, LUKE, AND JOHN!!! My eyes are rolling back just thinking about it! Pleeeeeease be a good little Christian and call me so I can make a disciple out of you!

1 888 8 FREAKY and ask for Frankie

Blasphemy Phone Sex with Trixi

I’m not a preacher’s daughter but one of the reasons I got for blasphemy phone sex big time is that I was raised in a very, very religious household. However, it was also a religiously confused household. Both my parents were very devout Christians but Mom was a dedicated Southern Baptist and my Dad was a super believing Roman Catholic. Do not ask me how these people, so obviously “unequally yoked” in the New Testament phrase, even got together, especially close enough to be married, but they did. Sometimes I would attend a Southern Baptist Church with Mom and other Sundays I would be at a Roman Catholic mass with Dad.

To be honest, I could not stand either of them. Both the priest and the minister bored the — yes — HELL out of me. I super hated the stand, kneel, sit, repeat thing at the Catholic Church. It also seemed to me that both groups consisted of a bunch of self-righteous hypocrites. Although the Roman Catholics had a lot more rituals than the Baptists, they were both alike in limiting what women could do so it struck me early on that they were unfair.

Still, I have to admit there were a few things I did like. When I read the Song of Solomon, it was not hard to see the references to the bride waking up with perfume dripping from her rings as meaning she had pussy juice from masturbating. I also clued in as a teenager to the idea of the garden as the pushing and the white whine as pussy juice and the red wine as menstrual blood. When they talked about “the love of Jesus,” I would sometimes think about it when I was at home diddling myself and imagine that me and the big guy were going at it, that he was loving me all over my body. I sometimes got a kick out of imagining that I was a nun getting on with a priest or that one of the good-looking youth pastors at the Baptist church had a yen to get in my britches. With the background I’ve got, I think you know that Trixi is the one to call for blasphemy phone sex at 1 888 8 FREAKY.

Religious Blasphemy Phone Sex with Hellena

Would you like to know why I love religious blasphemy phone sex so much? Because Fuck God in His Motherfucking Faggot Arse with the Biggest God-damned Dildo in the Motherfucking World! That’s why. That’s right – I don’t like the chap, and I never have. I have never cared much for following the rules, and when you’re one of God’s little minions, rules are all there are. Fuck that holy bullshit. I’m here to do what feels good to me, and I don’t give a whole god-damned bag of fucks if that big, bearded egomaniac on a cloud doesn’t like it. He’s just jealous that he can’t be doing all the delicious things I’ll be doing, and that’s his god-damned problem.

I’m a god-damned sinner. I make no excuses for it. I am what I am, and I don’t give a flying fuck if the father, son, and holy ghost ALL have problems with it. They can all shampoo my cunt if they don’t think I’m clean enough for them. I hold nothing back with religious blasphemy phone sex, so be prepared to go ALL the way with it if you call me. There’s a reason they call me Hellcat, and it’s got plenty to do with my close, personal relationship with God’s most beautiful fallen angel, Satan himself. He’s the one who deserves my worship, mind, body, and soul. He’s the one who gives me true freedom, unlike the gilded bars that form the eternal cage that is Christianity. They may look fancy, but they still add up to nothing more than a prison.

Are you ready to break free from your holy prison? If you are, then Hellena the Hellcat is here for you. It’s time to pick up your Bible and dial 1 888 8 FREAKY and ask for religious blasphemy phone sex – together we can purge your soul of the stink of Christianity!

CBT Phone Sex with Abby

I don’t know about you, loser, but I’m really in the mood for some CBT phone sex today. There are a lot of you out there who deserve nothing but pain and punishment. See, the good news about that is that it’s your lucky day. I LOVE pain sluts and making you bitches squeal when you call me for a cock and ball torture session. It’s totally music to my ears and it excites me beyond belief. I could try to explain to you how much I love it, I guess. But it doesn’t fucking matter. All you need to know is that it’s what I want and that should be enough to get you on the phone for CBT with me. A submissive loser like you should know by now that when your Mistress gives an order, you just do it. You do not get to ask her why.

If you are wondering what kinds of fun torture will be imposed upon you during CBT phone sex, well, just keep on wondering. I like to keep the element of surprise. I don’t know…I just feel like it makes things hurt more if you don’t have time to anticipate them. Trust me, it will be nice and painful and more than enough to make you yelp and probably even beg me to let you stop. But listen – I am not the kind of girl that begging works on, so your pleas will most definitely be in vain. Do you think you can handle cock and ball torture with a cruel Mistress like me? Hey, there is only one way for you to find out if you can handle the pain. Get on the phone and give me a call now at 1 888 8 FREAKY and make sure you ask to talk to Abby.

Bondage Phone Sex with Trixi

I want you under my control, you sub losers! You sleaze bags! You midget pricked fools! You hypocrites and cheaters! And nothing, absolutely nothing, says you are under my control more than bondage phone sex! i love to talk with a caller about tying him up, leaving him completely at my mercy. Who knows what happily perverted and horny old Trixi might do after she gets this ropes on you? I know you love the idea of having those ropes holding you down so you are just as helpless as a newborn babe.I might want to spank your bare ass, I might want to pinch you, I might want to use the nipple clamps on you, I might want to shove this brand new big dildo up your asshole, I might want to go all up and down your body biting you and leaving the marks of my teeth deep all over you. You are in bondage and helpless so you have no way to prevent me from using your body any way I want to use it or from punishing you in any manner I select to punish you. When you are in bondage, you are as helpless as you can possibly be and as helpless as you should be.

Then again, maybe it will be handcuffs that restrain you. Yes, I’ve got a pair of handcuffs that I can use on you. You’ll feel helpless and also like a criminal being arrested when I take out the handcuffs and clamp them on you. Busted! You are under arrest! Bondage phone sex might also mean we talk about my putting a blindfold on you so you are in total darkness even as you are at the mercy of Trixi. Or how about a gag? Do you recall times when you were gagged? Maybe a ball gag? Trixi loves bondage phone sex. Call me for it and get what you want — and deserve.

1 888 8 FREAKY and ask for Trixi

Barely Legal Phone Sex with Chloe

I have a question for you. Have you ever seen a cuter barely legal phone sex slut in your life? No, I didn’t think so hehe. Not only am I adorable as fuck, but I’m dirty too. Like, super dirty. Think taboo level dirty. I’m not the kind of girl who will tell you no for much of anything, so I know that all of your pervy fantasies will be safe with me. You will have the phonesex call of your dreams with this 18 year old cutie. I talk about my sex life to all of my friends and none of them are nearly as kinky as I am. They’re constantly amazed by all of the really dirty things I’ve done since I started fucking. Do you want to hear some of my really nasty stories? Losing my virginity is a story I love telling people. You would love it.

But we can also do a kinky roleplay and make your specific fantasy come true when you call me for barely legal phone sex. Is there something you know you could never get away with in real life, but you just have a big need to talk about? Call me and tell me everything while you jerk off! I’ll probably start touching my pussy, too, so I hope you don’t mind. Maybe we’ll even get lucky enough to cum at the same time while we talk about your taboo fantasies. Won’t that be awesome?! So, no matter what kind of roleplay, fantasy, or fetish you have, I’m your girl. I’ll do whatever it takes to get your cock off and I’ll cum while doing it. If you’ve been looking for a girl like me, get on the phone and dial 1 888 8 FREAKY and ask to talk to Chloe when you’re ready.

Extreme Taboo Phone Sex with Caitlin

I’m curious about something, what do you consider extreme taboo phone sex? Because I had an unforgettable taboo call with an older man the other day! He got my snatch box REALLY wet! He told me he liked younger girls like me and how hard I made his dick. I told him how much older men turn me on. And when I say older I mean a man who is 40 years and older. I know that’s taboo and it probably makes me a female version of a pervy but I have a feeling he was one as well. He saw me on freaky fetish and after the fun, I had with him just had to cum here and share it with you.

We got each other’s attention really fast at the very beginning of the call. And as much as I love being a switch and being submissive for some and a cock teasing princess for submissive males I got so horny talking to a dominant man like him. We were talking about the things we like to do outdoors. I love nature and things like fishing, hiking, camping, boating, picnics, and horseback riding. He quickly said “Caitlin I could imagine you naked on a bareback horse with your legs spread wide open. From there the conversation got filthy, dirty, kinky, and raunchy. He told me he wanted to get me on the back of his 4×4 and take me to one of his favorite outdoor places. He was ready to get me off that bike and bend my tight ass over and stick his big fat 91/2 dick in my tight fucking asshole. He told me how hard his dick was and how much he got off on my sweet and dirty mouth. He was ready to have all three of my holes. I could imagine what a long dick would feel like stretching my tight twat open. I can’t share all of the extreme taboo phone sex details that he shared with me. I’m sure you can use your imagination though. Especially if you are an older man whose cock gets hard for school girls like myself.

He got me on my knees knowing how submissive I was for him and took his long dick and pushed it into my glossy painted lips. I sucked and deep-throated it so good his full balls were slapping against my chin. He said, “fuck Cait, you suck dick so good and take it in those willing holes so good I just know I could tell my friends about you!” He was ready to make some fast cash and he said he knew he could do it. His dick was so hard and horny that the next thing I heard was “I’m going to knock your sweet ass up!” He was jacking his cock thinking about my tight twat and ass choking his dick. It was the first time I heard a man tell me he wanted to hang me upside down so all his jizz could stay inside of me. It was also the first time a man has told me he wanted to pump my swollen tits after I got pregnant so he could sell the milk to other horny perverted men.

Before our extreme taboo phone sex time was up he said “Caitlin I’m going to brand your sweet younger ass so all the men who finish fucking you will know who you belong to.” I bent my sweet ass over and said in my young sugary voice “I’m all yours.” And begged in such a sweet and flirty way he cum so fucking hard that I knew he would never forget me. I just love being the one who fulfills all of your fantasies. I’ll do it so good you forget all about your girlfriend, wife, fuck buddy, or as some men have said to me “side piece”

Call me for the best extreme phone sex around. I’m on all fours wiggling my sweet ass back and forth for you. Dial 1-888-8-FREAKY and ask for Caitlin

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BDSM Phone Sex with Sunny

The day I tried BDSM phone sex was when I had a fight with my old man and a girlfriend saw me on the road crying. Get up she said, you’re going to toughen up. So I followed her into her cab and she took me with her to a high-class condo where I met him. He was to be my first sub. He taught me how to own and force submission on the manliest of men. He showed me whips, chains, and latex masks. The latex outfit was so hot, I found a pair of leather thigh-high boots and pants with a paint-on latex top and put it on. He showed me how to chain his arms and legs and slip the mask over his head. Only a straw for him to breathe through was allowed. He was utterly at my mercy. I loved every minute of it. As he was chained entirely and in the dark and vulnerable I chose my implement, I decided on a whip and a flat paddle covered in smooth black leather and it was time for me to play.

At first, I barely struck him with the whip and he let out a huff of frustration at my lack of strength in the strikes. I lifted his mask, “Like you mean it lady, it’s not helping to be afraid to cause me pain. I feel from taking what you give me and processing it. You need to get something out. I need to get it in” he said “we are meant for each other. So whatever you need to give I am willing to take your loyal sub your servant don’t hold any of it back.” And I didn’t, I whipped him with all I had in me as he moaned in pleasure mixed with pain, I loved BDSM phone sex! So I didn’t, I held nothing back. I gave all the frustration, all the insults, the slights, and all the stresses of my days outward. First with the whip on his smooth back. Once satisfied with the red welts I created, it was time for the paddle. I wound up and smacked his unblemished buttocks at least 50 times. I liked the stifled screams I heard from beneath the latex facemask he wore. My sub accepted them all inward, and thus began our dance. If you want to dance the BDSM phone sex dance with me call Sunny now.

Call me at 1 888 8 FREAKY and ask for Sunny